003 Bell Tier
Out of his younger brother's courtyard, Shao Shi Ming Doctor walked in the direction of the Sifang Pavilion in the front courtyard, and when he got there, he saw that it was the guy from the medical hall at the front door waiting for him, and it was really the person he sent to the Chen Mansion.
Less medical practitioners walked over.
The guy heard the footsteps and hurriedly greeted him: "Young Master." He arched his hand and said, "Say hello to the eldest young master." ”
The two faced each other at the outer fence of the quadrangular pavilion.
Shao Shi Ming Doctor said: "Why haven't you waited for anyone yet?"
The guy looked anxious: "Let's just say yes, we have been waiting until yesterday morning, but no woman has ever entered the gate of the Chen Mansion." ”
Shao Shi Mingming said in his heart: "Could it be that Imperial Doctor Jiang deceived him?"
Hurriedly asked, "Then is there anyone else in the Chen Mansion who has been there?"
The guy recalled: "There is no special person, yesterday afternoon, Lord Chen invited a white-bearded old man out of nowhere, saying that he was a doctor." ”
Changed doctors? Shaoshi's famous doctor looked puzzled: "Could it be that Chen Gongzi's illness is not strong at all?"
The guy thought about it and shook his head: "It doesn't seem to be, the white-bearded doctor told Master Chen when he came out that he would be fine with some more yin-nourishing medicine, and he was already half better, but they only said a few words, and the little ones were far away, and they didn't hear clearly." ”
The second monk is confused, is it the doctor that Lord Chen decided to change himself, or did someone specifically tell him?
Just thinking about it, the guy suddenly said: "Young Master, I remembered something." The famous doctor Shaoshi looked at him, and he whispered: "Doctor Chen went out, and the little one was afraid that he would pick up the woman." I also sent someone to follow him, and found that he had gone to the mansion of Lord Han, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites. ”
"Lord Han?" said Shao Xing Xinxin: "What you have done and what you have said, you must not be able to hear it." ”
He nodded: "I know, I will keep it for another day tomorrow, I won't believe it, this woman knows that we are going to someone, so she hid?"
The guy bowed his head and said yes.
After the two communicated the news, the young doctor let the guy go. The guy walked half a step and suddenly turned his head again: "Young Master, I remember one more thing, but this matter may not have anything to do with the woman." It's Lord Chen's business. ”
The private affairs of important officials of the imperial court. It's not without benefit to know.
The famous doctor gave a little jaw: "Say." ”
"Lord Chen just went out again, this time to Huguo Temple, I don't know who to find. ”
"Are you sure you're looking for someone?"
"Well, it's not the first year of junior high school and it's not fifteen. He's not a lady either. Of course not to go to incense. ”
The young doctor frowned and thought about it. I really can't think of what Lord Chen is going to do in Huguo Temple, maybe he is an old monk who has a good relationship, he said in his heart.
Temple Tea Room. The fragrance of tea is curling, and the large windows are transparent on all sides, and you can see the withering of the entire mountain forest when you raise your eyes at will.
Master Chen and Master Dao Yan knelt facing each other, and a young monk poured tea and water on the side.
The monk is white and delicate, his facial features are sharp and angular, especially the deer-like eyes, extremely innocent and clean, he is dedicated to cooking tea, not smiling, and a little cinnabar in the center of his eyebrows can only be seen from a distance and cannot be blasphemed.
Master Chen took a full sip of the small cup, and swallowed it hard in his mouth and throat, you must know that this is the tenth cup he has drunk, it stands to reason that even if this tea is delicious, he can't only drink tea, but there is no way, the archmage invited him to drink tea in himself, and after letting him sit down, he let him drink tea together, he thought that he would be fine with the usual products, but who knew that the archmage kept respecting him, and he was not even allowed to say anything.
Master Chen was anxious to accompany Master Dao Yan, and as soon as he put down the teacup, he suddenly covered his mouth.
Turned around and hiccuped, then turned back rudely.
"It's rude, it's rude. "Put your hands together and bow your head slightly.
Master Dao Yan brought the tea he was about to drink back to his nose and asked in a bright voice, "Are you full?"
Lord Chen smiled awkwardly, his expression representing his answer.
Master Daoyan put the teacup on the bamboo weaving table in front of him and said, "Why didn't you say it earlier, although you can't drink it when you go back, although my nephew's tea cooking skills are outstanding, but you can't be too greedy for cups." ”
Yes, feelings have become insatiable for him.
Master Chen said: "Master, don't fool you anymore, come here today, I have something to ask you." ”
Master Dao Yan laughed: "You Chen is shrewd, you are so unrealistic, I won't invite you to tea, let's say, what's the matter?"
"Yes......" Lord Chen opened his mouth.
"Ah, isn't it possible that your son is going to ask me to take my pulse again?" Dao Yanzui interrupted him.
Lord Chen arched his hand: "I haven't thanked the master last time, and this time I asked the master not to diagnose the pulse, but it is also related to dogs." ”
Master Dayan rubbed his bald head with his big hand, mung bean's eyes glowed with a shrewd little brilliance, and he smiled: "What's the matter?"
Lord Chen glanced at the handsome monk who had no distractions in his heart.
Master Dayan said to his nephew, "Jueyuan, go find your master." ”
Jueyuan silently put down the pu fan, stood up, clasped his hands towards the uncle and the guests, nodded one by one, and then went out without making a sound.
He was dressed in a white Zen robe, stepping on white soft monk shoes, walking away, stepping on the steps leading to the Daxiong Treasure Palace, there seems to be a rhythm, the monk's clothes fluttered slightly between walking, and the two mountains withered yellow, there was a feeling of feathering and ascending immortals.
Lord Chen looked at the backs of the people, and Master Dao Yan coughed, full of anger.
Master Chen hurriedly turned around.
"Master, it's rude. "Bow your head and fold your hands.
Dao Yan stared at his hair bun and moved his mung bean eyes: "What did Lord Chen just say?"
Lord Chen smiled politely and raised his head: "The adults also know about this, my dog is not lightly ill, someone gave an idea to say that Chong Xi, and he got married at that time, and now I think that it is not a pit girl, so I came here to ask the master, if you withdraw from the family, this matter can be done or not." ”
Dao Yan's eyebrows moved again, and he smiled: "Since someone counted, why don't you ask that person, why don't you ask me." ”
Master Chen complained bitterly in his heart: "Didn't you always calculate it, and then you didn't let outsiders tell it." ”
He smiled and said, "That master said that it was for you to decide, Master. ”
"What's the matter? He's not as good as me?"
Lord Chen is extremely helpless, why is this still addictive, so is he still saying yes or worse?
"Masters and mages are the same, they are both high people. ”
Dao Yan laughed, and suddenly braked again.
When Lord Chen saw him bow his head and go to drink tea again, he was anxious, and said in a mournful voice: "Master, you can give me some guidance." ”
Dao Yan raised his head curiously and looked at him: "What am I pointing? Didn't I say that I didn't know about this? ”
But that superior person is you.
Lord Chen looked at Dao Yan hurtfully.
Dao Yan suddenly frowned and asked, "Who am I? Who am I?"
"......" You can't tell the difference yourself, and Master Chen can't tell the difference.
Lord Chen begged Daoyan for guidance to no avail, and returned to the Taoist mansion with a disgraced face.
Entering the main house, Mrs. Chen was waiting for news in the hall and hurriedly greeted her.
"What's wrong, sir?
Master Chen handed her the robe: "I'll talk about it later." He went to the bathroom, and Mrs. Chen smiled and shook her head, and sat back in her chair.
After a while, Chen Da came out easily.
"My stomach is full of tea. "Complaining, sitting on top of his wife.
Mrs. Chen looked at her master curiously: "What the hell should we do?
Master Chen put his hand on the table and shook his head gently: "This matter will have to be discussed again, can you help me think about what Master Dao Yan means first?"
Mrs. Chen blinked: "You say." (To be continued......)